The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1041 The mantis stalks the cicada

Chapter 1041 The mantis stalks the cicada
"you?"

Zhu Jun looked Liu Ziyu up and down.

Then burst into laughter.

"Is it that funny?" Liu Ziyu raised an eyebrow.

Zhu Yun curled her lip in disdain. "What are you? How could you possibly understand?"

The memory resurfaced as anger surged within me—

That day, she knelt before the Taoist priest, pleading bitterly.

However, the other party shook their head.

"You can't learn that."

"Why?" Zhu Yun asked, disappointed.

"I just can't learn it."

The Taoist priest simply said it so casually.

He then waved his hand, telling her to leave.

Zhu Jun was unwilling to give up and wanted to ask again, but her mother pulled her out of the door.

The door slammed shut.

She heard her mother inside whispering an apology:
"The child is ignorant, please forgive him, Master..."

She was indignant at the time.

The Taoist priest was clearly being stingy, so why did Mother apologize?

She just wanted a way to make a living!

Her mother spent her whole life toiling in the fields for a living, and even when Zhu Jun wanted to buy a new hair clip like Xiao Ya, she was reluctant to do so.

She really didn't want to live like this anymore.

She didn't want to be like her mother.

So she did not give up.

Instead, they kept asking and asking.

That's how the "Master Zhu" came to be today.

how?

After all her years of hard work, can Liu Ziyu really make up for it with just some superficial knowledge she's heard from who-knows-where?

Looking at her expression, Liu Ziyu shrugged: "What's the rush? I'm happy to tell you, it won't hurt you to listen."

That's true.

Zhu Jun narrowed her eyes: "I'm not going to suffer a loss, but what about you? What are you after? You're not the kind of kind person who doesn't expect anything in return."

"Tsk, how can you say that about me? I did receive a banner that said 'Helping the world with medicine'."

Liu Ziyu sighed dramatically, but seeing Zhu Jun's impatient expression, she quickly coughed lightly and got back to the point.

"Of course, I certainly have my own purposes."

Zhu Jun had a "I knew it" look on her face.

I crossed my arms and waited to see what kind of "ivory" he would spit out.

"Actually, you don't need to be so wary. My purpose is very simple—just curiosity."

"Curious?" Zhu Yun raised an eyebrow.

"What? You don't think this counts as a purpose?" Liu Ziyu spread his hands. "That's right, for someone like you who doesn't have much of a thirst for knowledge, of course it doesn't count."

"Get lost!" Zhu Yun was furious. "Don't think I don't understand. You're telling me all this because you want to satisfy your so-called 'curiosity,' and you need me to cooperate!"

Her face darkened. "So if you act recklessly again, I'll... I'll fight you to the death!"

"Alright, alright, let's not get off topic."

Liu Ziyu paused, her smile fading.

"Actually, this story begins with my meeting with several Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain."

"You really encountered it?"

"Of course! Why would I need to lie to you?"

Liu Ziyu rolled her eyes.

“As you know, things haven’t been peaceful in the village lately. Sometimes I’m called out to make house calls—when those people are completely disillusioned with ‘Master Zhu’.”

Zhu Yun knew that Liu Ziyu was deliberately trying to provoke her.

But it still hit a nerve.

He raised an eyebrow: "Enough! Stop making up stories."

"Oh, I was just telling the truth... Okay, okay, let's not talk about that," Liu Ziyu said. "Anyway, that day I treated an old man with a boil on his back that was bigger than his head—"

“Oh, Wang Daniu.” Zhu Jun’s face was extremely pale. “No wonder his wife was so evasive when I went to visit her that day.”

"Hehe, yes, that's him."

As Liu Ziyu recalled, she couldn't help but gesture with her hands:

"You know what? That thing is almost bursting open. The ointment you gave me has only made it swell up even more. I think if this drags on any longer, the person will get sepsis. There's no other way but to cut it open and drain it."

"I moved the old man into the yard, found a kitchen knife, boiled it in hot water, then sterilized it with some liquor, and then slashed it down—"

“That was quite a sight,” he clicked his tongue. “The pus gushed out really high, like a small fountain, yellowish-green, with a fishy-sweet smell…tsk, I’ve been a doctor here for so many years and I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Zhu Yun's face turned green: "How disgusting!"

“I’m not disgusted, that’s what professionalism is all about! You think everyone’s like you, just smearing some medicine and drinking some talisman water? I even cut out all that necrotic tissue inside, it must have weighed several pounds of pork—ugh, the smell of that stuff was enough to kill a person.”

"Shut up!" Zhu Yun couldn't help but interrupt him, her face full of disgust. "Get to the point!"

"Alright, let's not go into the details," Liu Ziyu said regretfully. "Anyway, I needed two stitches after the drainage procedure—"

"Important!"

"Don't rush me, I'm almost there!"

Liu Ziyu shook his head and said:

"After I finished treating it, I went outside and saw two Taoist priests—basically dressed like that—who took the initiative to talk to me. They said they had just watched my technique and thought it was very professional. They thought I was a rare scholar and wanted to get to know me."

Zhu Jun immediately looked suspicious.

"What kind of look is that? Isn't it normal for people to appreciate scholars? Of course, you don't understand."

Before Zhu Yun could get angry, Liu Ziyu continued:
"Soon, we were all arm in arm, and we even went to eat at a street food stall together. After a few drinks, they told me quite a bit—that they were there to investigate these strange illnesses, and that there was a senior sister who had defected from the sect, asking if I had seen her. Later, they told me even more about Longhu Mountain..."

Zhu Yun was listening intently when Liu Ziyu suddenly stopped.

"Keep talking!"

"There's nothing more to say. Let's see for ourselves," Liu Ziyu said. "I only ask you, where is the Taoist priest you've been hiding?"

"Why are you asking this?" Zhu Jun's face suddenly turned cold.

"Don't worry about it, it's none of my business. But this Taoist priest has something on him that we might be able to use."

"So you're here to find that thing?"

Zhu Yun recalled Liu Ziyu rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

"Yeah! But why is it so empty here? There's practically no furniture at all?"

"..."

Zhu Yun remained silent for a long time before asking:

What are you looking for?

"It's a token with 'Longhu Mountain' written on it."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yun felt a chill run down her spine.

Liu Ziyu noticed the change in her expression:

"What, you remember where that token is?"

“We thought that the token was the Taoist priest’s personal possession and that it was buried with the body.”

"Then hurry up and go find it!"

Zhu Yun didn't say anything more and turned to run towards the back of the pavilion.

Upon seeing this, Liu Ziyu hurriedly followed suit.

……

Behind the viewpoint is a low-lying area where weeds grow wildly, taller than a person.

Zhu Yun parted the grass to search, her hands, legs, and even face scratched by the weeds.

Liu Tzu-yu wasn't much better off, and couldn't help but complain:
"What's wrong with you guys? Didn't you even build a grave for him? It's so hard to find one."

"Shut your stinking mouth," Zhu Jun said coldly.

After a while, she finally stopped.

The grass suddenly broke off, revealing a barren patch of land.

The size was just about the same as the small grave she remembered.

"This is it..."

Zhu Yun murmured, her heart filled with complex emotions.

There were also the hoes and shovels left over from that time, right next to it.

Although it had been rusted for so many years, it was still usable, so the two of them, one with a hoe and the other with a shovel, started digging.

Not long after, they encountered something.

"Slower!"

Before Zhu Yun could finish speaking, Liu Ziyu had already swung his hoe.

Snap.

The crisp sound pierced through the mud, as if something had been split open.

Immediately afterwards, a section of leg bone emerged from the soil.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect it to be buried so shallowly."

As Liu Ziyu spoke, her voice betrayed an barely suppressed excitement.

The two then moved more carefully, but because there was no coffin, they still inevitably damaged the body in the ground.

The pit was finally completely uncovered.

A musty, fishy smell wafted over.

Zhu Yun covered her nose, but her pupils suddenly contracted.

The corpse was still incredibly lifelike, as if it had only been buried recently!

Her appearance was still vaguely recognizable; she was still that wrinkled, somewhat withered little old lady.

His hands and feet had just been chopped off and his flesh was scraped by a chaotic digging, and blood was still gushing from his wounds.

Zhu Yun felt a tightness in her chest.

My hands and feet felt cold and numb, and I could barely hold the hoe.

Liu Ziyu, on the other hand, had a burning gaze and was breathing rapidly.

"Is this what cultivators are like? Their corpses don't even decompose? You say they've been dead for many years?"

"It's been...twenty years," Zhu Jun said with difficulty.

"Twenty years! And he still looks alive... Is this immortality? This must be immortality!"

Liu Ziyu muttered to herself, a crazed light flashing in her eyes.

He immediately bent down and searched the body.

His fingers roughly tore open the fabric, making the already mangled corpse look even more gruesome.

Zhu Yun snapped out of her daze and slapped his hand away.

"Can't you show some respect?!"

"Alright, alright, you come here."

Liu Ziyu stood aside, muttering to herself:
"Now you're talking about respect... But letting someone be buried like this shows absolutely no respect..."

"What did you say?"

"nothing."

Zhu Jun ignored him and continued searching.

After a while, he stood up, holding a token in his hand.

"found it."

Although the token had been buried in the ground for decades, it showed no signs of rust and was clearly no ordinary item. The three gold-plated characters "Longhu Mountain" reflected the cool moonlight overhead.

"Great! It actually exists!"

Liu Ziyu's breathing became heavy, and her eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

He reached out to touch her, but Zhu Yun blocked his hand.

"And then?" she asked.

Liu Ziyu rubbed his hands together.

"Then we can try going to Longhu Mountain."

Zhu Yun was startled.

"How can I get there? My daughter is still at home, I can't be away for too long..."

"You don't understand! It's not like you can just take a car; if you try to find a car, you'll never get there!"

"Then how do we get there?" Zhu Jun frowned.

"Wait, let's try it out. Those guys from Longhu Mountain told me how to bind..."

"Is it possible for us to be bound together?" Zhu Yun asked doubtfully.

"certainly……"

Liu Ziyu paused, then suddenly sneered.

"It's impossible!"

He had picked up the hoe again, without anyone noticing.

With a wave of his hand, accompanied by a whistling sound, he slammed it down.

boom!
Zhu Yun was caught off guard and was hit by the falling object.

It fell right into the pit.

His head was resting on the old Taoist priest's head.

Liu Ziyu added another stroke with his hoe.

This time it hit her hard, smashing a large hole in her head. Blood mixed with white fluid gushed out, flowing down her temples onto the old Taoist's face below.

It was a mixture of red and white, all lumped together.

"Sorry sorry."

Liu Ziyu said it casually without any apology.

He quickly grabbed the token and ran away.

Although he was anxious, he never forgot that it was all arranged by the girl "Liu Sheng".

She might be hiding somewhere right now, preparing to ambush him and seize the spoils of victory.

"Trying to be the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind? Dream on!"

He said this smugly as he ran.

However, he hadn't run more than a few steps down the mountain when he realized something was wrong.

Something felt off about the stone steps beneath my feet.

It was slippery, like stepping on some kind of soft, furry cushion.

Looking down, under the moonlight, strands of black hair emerged from the cracks in the rocks, dense and undulating, flowing down the mountain path like a dark waterfall.

"What's this!"

Liu Ziyu was shocked.

Just as he was about to run away, his foot got tangled in the hair, and with a strong tug, he fell heavily to the ground.

The spot that had already been bumped was injured again, causing him to grimace in pain.

Before he could react, the black hair quickly tightened, dragging him up the mountain.

He screamed and roared as he was dragged along.

He only realized what was happening when the black hair dragged him to a disfigured figure with a bloody hole in its head.

"You...you also have...this strange illness..."

Liu Ziyu stammered.

For some reason, I thought of some of the villagers I had seen these past few days.

But Zhu Yun now looks even more terrifying than those.

"Hehe, thanks to you, I didn't know I had such power."

Zhu Yun has come this far step by step.

Under the moonlight, it was clear that thousands of black hairs were seeping out from the gap in her face, wriggling like living things.

The strands of hair intertwined and coiled on half of her face, weaving a bizarre mask that concealed the mangled wounds, leaving only a lifeless eye moving.

Although it wasn't as terrifying as the original flow of blood, it became another kind of eerie and horrifying sight.

Liu Ziyu tried to back away, but her hair was already tangled up and she couldn't move.

Her hair, like a snake, slithered up his wrist and instantly snatched the token from his hand.

"Tell me, how exactly do you use it?"

"They...they said..."

Liu Ziyu stammered, her words cut short as strands of hair pierced her skin.

When I touch my hair normally, I sometimes get a strand of hair stuck in my skin and it stings. Now, countless strands of hair are stuck in my skin, so the stinging pain is multiplied many times over.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—!" Liu Ziyu could only scream in pain.

"Don't even think about doing anything shady. I can tell if you're being sincere or not. At worst, I'll just kill you and see for myself."

More and more strands of hair were penetrating his body. Liu Ziyu was bleeding all over, and his teeth were chattering from the pain. He even felt an itch on his scalp, as if the strands of hair could crawl into his brain at any moment.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk, I'll talk!" he shouted hoarsely.

Zhu Yun then paused slightly.

Liu Ziyu, panting heavily, said, "It's just that... as long as you focus your mind on this token and sense it, you can go to 'Longhu Mountain' according to the instructions."

These words were simply incomprehensible to Zhu Yun.

"You're not trying to lie to me again, are you? What mind, what intuition..."

He was about to make a move again.

"Just think about which of the things I just said could kill you? Just think about it!"

Liu Ziyu complained bitterly and almost cried.

Zhu Yun snorted coldly.

They simply dragged Liu Ziyu, who was unable to move due to being tangled in her hair, back into the temple.

She raised her hand, and countless strands of black hair emerged from her palm, spreading out like ripples of water and completely enveloping the entire Taoist temple.

Then, she sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) where the old Taoist priest used to sit.

Close your eyes and grip the token tightly in your hand.

She didn't actually understand what it meant to focus one's mind on the token.

So she could only follow her instincts and keep thinking about the token in her hand.

Strangely, a glimmer of light soon appeared in her consciousness, and when she focused her attention to "look," it seemed to be the shape of a token.

Zhu Yun's heart trembled slightly.

The moment thoughts become disordered, the light shatters.

They scattered like startled sparrows.

She opened her eyes.

He met Liu Ziyu's gaze.

It contains complex expectations.

"How is it going? Will it work?"